Lyrics:

10 minutes flat after the day at the factory. I'm drinking like a dog in the sun
I don't need to eat, or sleep a wink at the weekend. Just rot my guts
I can't wait for my next drink. The first one has gonna sink
I'm the last of the big time drinkers
I take pride in my work
I'm the last of the big time drinkers
My beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass
I don't live to work, I work to live, and live at the weekend and maybe spend a week in the sun
I come home wet the bed, throw my sheets out the window and Sunday morning comes and
I can't wait for my next drink. The first one has gonna sink
I'm the last of the big time drinkers
I take pride in my work
I'm the last of the big time drinkers
My beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass
I can't wait for my next drink The first one it's gonna sink
I'm the last of the big time drinkers
I take pride in my work
I'm the last of the big time drinkers
Just give me the hops or the slops
I'm the last of the big time drinkers